I would write a beautiful book, a beautiful story… But it may not be pretty….
..their forces collide continuously..it is a sound unexpectedly raw…
March 28, 2019 I hadn’t been certain ‘vayomer eliohim’ were even proper words. Until three days ago I had been… Read more Vayomer Eliohim
January 27, 2019 The winter romances a person. “Just for a bit, just a little,” begs January with the… Read more Liebe, Liebchen. Freizeit.
My buildings, my dreams of the business of the gallery, and my dreams of my own creative pursuits scare the creativity into me…my family, my life, and my career in a very corporate world scare the reality into me.
Not for even my own ego, not to show off, not to compete..Not for my parents, not for a man, and not for spite..
“I walked into the courtroom with a first glance at the clock…”
March 1, 2018 Majestic. The sky’s contest, a vying among the then waxing moon, the awakening buds of a virile… Read more Proposing a Lioness Adventure, (with soot. dirt. smudges.)
I am sure the two have collided along the way…the imagery and colors, an artist’s orgasm of black and red.
I looked at him, stunned.